The Promised Land:
(Part 29) Hey
Brother
Eden tilted her head toward the
stranger’s guitar. “You play very well.”
“Thanks.” The blonde said while
extending a hand. “They call me Asher.”
“Eden.” She shook his hand once
and let go.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you
around these parts before,” Asher commented as he rested the guitar flat across
his lap.
“Yeah, I’m not really from
around here.” Eden admitted, looking the stranger over again. Something seemed
incredibly familiar about him, but she couldn’t quite place what it was. He
looked to be about either late twenties or early thirties. The leather bomber
jacket on the stair next to him looked fairly old and well worn.
“I’m not either.” Asher shrugged. “I just drop
in every now and then.” He seemed to contemplate something for a few seconds.
“Eden… That’s an interesting tag. Or is that your name?”
“Um… my name, I guess?” she
replied, trying not to sound too ignorant. “I’m not entirely sure what you mean
by ‘tag’.”
“Oh, you weren’t kidding,”
Asher said with a slight chuckle. “Almost everyone in the resistance has a tag,
especially the gifted. It’s an extra hurdle for the Atari. Not letting them
know exactly who you are makes it a little easier to slip through their
fingers.” After a pause, Asher raised his eyebrows. “You’re not a maverick, are
you?”
“What’s a maverick?” Eden briefly
wondered if her genuine cluelessness would somehow cost her later on.
“Someone who sides with the
Dictator. You don’t usually find a whole bunch of them outside star cities, but
the ones who are think they can get some sort of benefit from it.”
“Oh, ok.” Eden nodded in
comprehension. “I don’t think so. From what I’ve heard, he doesn’t sound like a
nice guy.”
“Ri-ight…” Asher chuckled
again. “Where did you say you were from?”
“Tennessee.”
“East or West?”
“Uh… West, I guess…” Eden
kept a mental note to ask Caden if Tennessee had split into two different
states in the last 90 years.
“Really?” Asher’s eyes
narrowed to a skeptical look. “Where’s your accent?”
“We moved around a few
times. My family’s originally from Texas.”
“Mine too!” His lopsided
grin, although warm and pleasant, struck a chord in Eden’s memory. “Small
world,” he continued. “Whereabouts?”
“Abilene. Um… Now that I
think about it, don’t take this the wrong way or anything, but you look really
familiar.” Eden’s curiosity got the better of her. “Would you happen to have a relative
named Sam Teknia, by any chance?”
Asher’s eyes widened and his
grin fell. He looked at her for several long minutes. Eden couldn’t tell if his
expression was one of horror, surprise, confusion, or all of the above.
“Do I know you?” he finally
asked.
“Oh boy, you’ve really done
it this time,” Eden thought as she shook her head. “No, why?”
“How did you know my name?”
“Quick, Eden, say something!
Do something!” she thought in panic. “Oh, so YOU’RE Sam! I had no idea, I
really didn’t. How’s life, Sam? That’s a really great name, by the way. Did you
get that from your father or something?”
“Grandfather, actually…” he
said, still lost in confusion. Eden hoped he would overlook the complete breach
of confidentiality she displayed by blurting out his actual name instead of
using his “tag”.
“Ah, cool. It’s a good name.
Sorry if that was borderline creepy. It’s just that you looked familiar is
all.” Her self-conscious apology delivered, Eden looked around for a way out of
the conversation without making it any more awkward.
Shiloh was actually making
his way toward them, carrying his violin case over one shoulder. “He seriously
takes that thing with him everywhere,” Eden realized.
“There’s a familiar face!”
Asher said as Shiloh walked up. The two bumped fists and Shy planted himself on
a nearby step.
“You two know each other?”
Eden asked with surprise.
“Sure do,” Sam answered then
turned to Shiloh. “You been practicing?” Boomer shrugged while opening the case
and taking out his violin. He took a minute to make sure everything was in
order then pointed at Asher’s guitar with the violin bow.
Sitting the guitar up, Asher
briefly swept his hand across the strings. “I haven’t really practiced in a
while. I’ll start off with an easy bass and you can go from there.” With a
short nod, Shy placed the violin on his shoulder and held his bow in position.
Eden sat on the ground in front of the two with her legs crossed.
Asher strummed a couple
repetitive notes before Shiloh picked up with the melody. Eden didn’t recognize
it, though apparently Asher did because after a few lines of melody he started
singing.
“Hey brother, do you still believe in one another? Hey sister, do you still believe in love, I wonder?”
“Hey brother, do you still believe in one another? Hey sister, do you still believe in love, I wonder?”
He wasn’t an amazing singer,
Eden thought, but he had a decent voice. On the next line, a second voice
chimed in.
“Oh if the sky comes fallin’
down, for you there’s nothing in the world I wouldn’t do.”
Eden turned around to see
Caden come up with a small bag in each hand. He sat on the other side of Asher
and they continued to sing back and forth. “What if I’m far from home?”
“Oh brother, I will hear you
call,” Asher answered.
“What if I lose it all?”
“Oh sister, I will help you
out.”
“Oh if the sky comes falling
down, for you,” they sang together, “There’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t
do.”
Their voices became silent
while Shiloh’s violin melody turned into it’s own solo.
Goosebumps rippled up and
down Eden’s arms as she watched the three continue singing and playing
together. If there were ever a moment in her time here that she wanted to
capture and play over and over again, this would be it. The harmony, the
camaraderie, and the enjoyment were all things she wanted to savor.
After Shy’s solo, Asher
started singing again. “Hey brother, there’s an endless road to rediscover. Hey
sister, do you still believe in love, I wonder?”
Caden joined in again where
he did before. “Oh if the sky comes falling down, for you there’s nothing in
this world I wouldn’t do.”
“What if I’m far from home?”
“Oh brother, I will hear you
call.”
“What if I lose it all?”
“Oh sister, I will help you
out.”
“Oh if the sky comes falling
down, for you there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do.”
Shiloh had his own solo
again, but it wasn’t as long. When he finished, the entire song ended. Eden
enthusiastically clapped when they were done. “That was amazing!”
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